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PHINEUS TEMPEST 

The author at 73 years of age 



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POEMS 

BY PHINEUS TEMPEST 
September, 1919 






Military Hat Bands 

A Cord of 

Red ., ,. Artillery 

Red & White Engineers Corps 

Red & Black Ordinance 

Black & White Field Clerk 

Maroon & White Medical Corps 

Orange & White Signal Corps 

Light Blue Infantry 

Yellow : Cavalry 

Buff Quarter Masters Corps 

Black & Gold Officers 

Silver & Black.... Adj. General's Clerk 

Green Instr. Home Guards 

Green & White Home Guards 

Distances From REXBURG in miles 

Sugar City 4 

Tetonia 9 

Newdale 12 

Canyon Creek 25 

Clementsville P. 26 

Driggs 50 

St. Anthony 12 

Ashton 30 

Trude 64 

Yellowstone National Park 90 

South Fork Bridge 9 

Thornton ..' 6 

Rigby 16 

Idaho Falls 31 

Blackfoot 56 

Pocatello 77 

Logan 184 

Ogden 239 

Salt Lake City 274 

Victor 55 

Wilson 75 

Jackson 85 

Pincock's Hot Springs -...22 



FAIR IDAHO 

An Original Song by 

PHINEUS TEMPEST 

ft 

(First Edition) 

With other ORIGINAL ITEMS of Interest 

Copyright, 1919, 



Copyright, 1919. 
By PHINEUS TEMPEST 



The Author of these lines was born near 
Halifax, Yorkshire, England, December 2, 
1845 and came to America in the summer of 
1865 settling in the Territory of Nebraska 
and adjoining States until he came to Idaho 
to help settle the new CITY OF REXBURG 
in 1883 where he has continued ever since. 
He was a typical pioneer, adapting himself 
to local conditions with a bravery and a 
cheerfulness worth emulating. He was 
stricken with paralysis of the right side 
April 30, 1914. These lines were written 
with the left hand only. A few. of scores 
of others. 



Rerburg- Journal Print. 
Rexburg, Idaho 



REXBURG /T^ A j£ 

REXBURG can justly claim to be th\ 
QUEEN CITY of the UPPER SNAKE RIV- 
ER, lying as it does, conveniently near the 
junction of the North Fork and the streams 
which abound in salmon, trout, mountain 
trout, and other fresh water fish. 

Founded in 1883, it has grown to be a 
city of pleasant homes. Its streets are wide 
and for the most part are well graded, many 
of them macademized. Its sidewalks are 
practically all laid in concrete. There are 
miles of such pavement, thus making it 
possible to go to and fro on foot without get- 
ting in the mud. Beautiful shade trees line 
the streets and furnish shade for the x res- 
idents. 

It is fast becoming the educational cen- 
ter of southeastern Idaho. 

Although the schools and Academies are 
commodious, the fast growing population 
will soon demand more room. 

The scores of modern bungalows and 
store buildings erected during the last two 
years stand as a monument to the industry, 
energy and enterprise of .the people. 

Capacious, modern hotels, rooming hous- 
es, stores and garages strive to keep pace 
with the needs of the people. 

The Yellowstone Park motor road pass- 
es through it. Fine roads lead to and from 
it in all directions. Supplies of every need 
can be had at the great Department stores. 
Implement Houses, Motor Dealers, and Gar- 
ages. 

Real Estate Dealers are ever ready to 
accommodate prospective investors in farms 
or homes. The rich agricultural lands sur- 
rounding the city assure the investor of 
good returns for his outlay. 

A535073 



Fair Idaho. 

That Land of "Liberty," 

That "Gem" we're proud to see, 

That "Gem" so dear to me, 

Fair I-da-ho; 
We'll praise thy valleys fair 
Thy purest mountain air, 
Thy fruits, none can compare 

With I-da-ho; 

Our hearts with rapture thrill 
For lakes and rippling rills, 
For grandeur of thy hills 

Fair I-da-ho; 
Thy rich pine timber lands 
And richest golden sands 
Abound on every hand 

In I-da-ho 

Great "Bards" have sung thy praise 
In song of former days; 
We'll join to sing their lays 

Of I-da-ho. 
Come join our happy band 
In this dear mountain land 
And make a home so grand 

In I-da-ho. 

(Refrain after last verse:) 
Idaho is the land for me, 

'Tis the fairest spot up-on earth, 
I'll live and die 
'Neath thy blue sky: 
'Tis the land, 'tis the land for me. 

Copyright, 1919 by Phineus Tempest, Rexburg Idaho. 
Words and Music of this song are now published in full Sheet Music 
with piano accompaniment by DELMAR MUSIC CO., 189 N. Clark 
Street, Chicago, and may be had of any dealer in sheet music, or 
send direct to the publisher. 

—1— 



Daddy's Advice to His Boy 

Say, boy, listen to your Dad, 

He'll give you good advice, 
You can depend on every word 

He tells you, aint that nice? 
Now boy, when you boys get playing 

And there's a "scrap" in sight, - 
Just "size it up" and "think a bit" 

And see who's "in the right;" 
You'll find a bully in the "gang" 

Trying to "pick" a row 
With some kid smaller than himself 

That he could "lick" somehow; 
Don't "take him up," let him alone, 

It'll come your turn in time, 
The big feller's got "his eye on you", 

He hopes to make "you" "whine." 
Keep still my boy, don't say a word, 

Let the bad row proceed, 
Keep "mum"' this great big "bully boy" 

Is "warming up for speed." 
If that big "bully" aims at you 

"Dodge" him and step aside, 
Then, "whack him one" right good and hard 

And nimbly jump one side. 
He'll make a "rush", he's mad at you, 

Then's when you'll "get him" sure, 
Wait 'till he gets quite close to you 

Then trip him to the floor. 
A "few like that will put him wise," 

He may not "come again," 
But, if he does, black both his eyes 
And he will howl with pain. 

—2— 



A "few such doses fills the bill" 

With "bullies", every one; 
Repeat the doses good until 

He'd rather be alone. 
Don't "pick a row," much less a "fight," 

YOU may be in the WRONG, 
If so, don't argue that you're RIGHT 

And "sing vour little song". 
"Fess up"- if wrong, and "make it right," 

Be friendly while you can; 
God did not make you boys to fight 

Eut made you LITTLE MEN. 



One on Me. 

List! and I'll tell you "one on me" 

That happened late last night 
About a fishing trip I had; 

The moon was shining bright, 
I had "good luck", the fish rolled in, 

I never saw such fish, 
I filled a barrel full of them 

And then I got a dish, 
I filled it full- yet there were more, 

I went and got a "lake"; 
The lake I filled from shore to shore, 

Yet there were more to take; 
I "heap'd 'em up up-on the dish, 

The dish was weak and broke, 
In my excitement gathering fish 

I bumped my head and 'woke. 
] had eaten a late supper of canned sardines. 

—3— 



A Child's Prayer in Song 

Kind Father in Heaven I'll seek Thee now, 

listen to me as I pray 
And grant me the blessing I ask of Thee, 

Forgive me for sinning today. 

God bless my dear mamma so patient and good 
Dear papa so faithful and true, 

My brothers and sisters, I love them all 
bless them forever will you? 

Bless Teacher, she loves me, I know she does 
She teaches me how to be good, 

I want to be righteous and live with those 
Who dwell with the people of God. 

keep me from sin so long as I live, 
Thy spirit let shine in my heart, 

Teach me to serve Thee as all children should, 
From righteousness may I not part. 

I'm tired and sleepy, I'll lie me down, 
Let Angels watch o'er me all night 

And when I awake I'll be a good child 
And always will try to do right. 



If I neglect to train my girl 
In what she ought to do, 

1 do my child a serious wrong 
I never can undo. 



Ages come, and Ages go 

We know not when or where; 
Leaving footprints far behind; 
— Seen everywhere. 

—4— 



My Mother 

My Mother! my mother dear! 

Your love is all to me; 
I dote upon your many charms 

That others fail to see. 
When I'm distress'd and she s in town 

All I have to do 
Is "call her up" and she "comes down" 

And pulls us safely through. 

When croup attacks the "litue thing" 

Or measles "hits the boy" 
I take the telephone and ring, 

(Now I am full of joy) 
"0 Mother dear, I rang you up 

To see if you'd come down." 
"I'll hurry and my coffee sup 

And hasten into town." 

She comes and dries the briny tear, 

(The children on her dote) : 
When she's around I have no fear 

Of "croups" or "the sore throat.' 
She's just "the kindest thing in town," 

For all I have to do 
Is "call her up and she comes down" 

And sees us safely through. 



If all the money that you spend 

Be more than what you earn 

You'll find the Poorhouse at the end 

When you'll be forced to learn. 

—5— 



Fritz Had a Dream 

Mine own dear Gretchen was mine Frau 

Ich lofed her yust so veil 
Und she lofed me, but not so now: — 

Ich be so in von "shpel." 
She no more comes to me some day, 

At night she comes mit me: 
Mine heart ees sad, I'll run avay 

Und drown mineself at sea. 
She Pretzels make, und kraut so goot, 

Her schmear-case too vas fine, 
Limburger cheese as goot as mud 

You bet, it yust vas fine. 
Mine heart ees sad, Ich veep some more 

Und den Ich to schleep go; 
She come again ven Ich be schnore 

Und shake mine bed yust so. 
She say to me "Fritz, vy you cry?" 

Und den Ich cry some more; 
She got von grosser Kartofel 

Und een it make some door; 
Ve bote climb een und shut eem oop, 

She say, "Ich Lieben Disch"; 
Ich say, now Gretchen, take dees coop 

Und Lager drink like fish. 
She drink eem oop- Ich drink eem oop, 

Ve couldn't drink some more; 
Mine Gretchen went a ladder oop 

Und Ich fell on der floor. 
Ich den vas wake, mine head vas beeg 

As vasser tank or barrel: 
Ich vill nein more dreenk like von peeg 

Dot stuff vas make some quarrel. 

—6— 



Mine Gretchen's gone, she ees some dead, 
Ich vill not her oop dig, 
I'll crawl into mine leetle bed 
Und schnore und schleep like peeg. 



Keep A-Pitching In 

When the road is long and dreary 

And your Goal is far away, 
Remember this, that others trod 

In the very same old way: 
You may get tired; get very sad, 

And feel like "giving in," 
But "don't give up," but "go at it" 

And "Keep A-Pitching In." 

You'll "get there" some day, never fear, 

Others have before you; 
The Prize is only won, my dear» 

By those who "stick it thru" : 
In "fighting battles all thru life" 

Be sure and "hold your vim", 
"Stay with it" girl (boy) keep up the strife 

While you're "A-Pitching In" 

You'll never do a thing that's "great," 

Nor "anything worth while" 
Unless your work "claims all your heart," 

And you have "grit" and "style": 
A mansion's not built in a day; 

Pan-a-ma would not swim 
The largest vessels now afloat 

If 'twer'n't for "Pitching In." 

—7— 



My Friend 

My "friend" is he who helps me meet 

My weaknesses, and faults; 
Holds out his hands in friendly greet, 

His faith in me ne'er halts: 
When I fall down in deepest sin 

He tries to lift me higher, 
His great, strong arms will drag me in 

From deeper, darker mire. 
My "friend" wont tattle ill of me, 

Nor ope* the gaping wound, 
His soothing words are strength to me, 

My inmost heart they've found: 
I love my friend the more I see 

The pain I've caused his heart; 
He's patient, gentle, kind to me. 

He knows "I'm good at heart". 
My love he's won; He's saved my soul; 

His strength has brought me life; 
No more I'll drain the "cursed bowl" 

So full of hates and strife. 



Day Dreams 

To-day, as I sat thinking, dear, 

My thoughts went far away 
To fields of green, and deserts drear 

Which long since pass'd away. 
I thought I heard you say again 

Those words that thrill the heart, 
And leaves its impress on the soul 

From which one can not part. 



Happiness 

Oh ! it's nice to get up in the morning 

In the "good old summer time" 
At four or five or six o'clock 

'Fore the sun begins to shine; 
Oh! it's nice to get up in the morning 

But it's nicer to lay in bed 
And sniff the hot coffee that's boiling 

And Sarnbo is making hot bread. 
Oh! it's nice to get up in the morning 

While the birds are chirping along, 
But it's nicer to "snooze" in the blankets 

And listen to their song. 
Oh! it's nice to get up in the morning 

But give me the straw feather tick, 
It is there I can put in my full time 

And hard work won't bother a bit. 
Oh it's nice to get up in the morning 
When there's nothing at all to do, 
But it's nicer to lay in the bunk-house 

'Till the dinner-bell rings, don't you t 
Oh ! ye prate of the beautiful morning 

And the sky-lark's wonderful song, 
But the sweetest of all, when I'm snoring, 

Is the "hurry call' of the gong." 



Brave men are they who do what's right 

In spite of friend or foe: 
The coward only dares to fight 

When others tell him to. 

—9— 



Is This You? 

There lived a little girl one time 

Her hair was done in curl. 
Her eyes were blue, her cheeks were red, 

In temper was a "churl." (Are you?) 
She'd go to school and romp and play 

She'd paint and knit and tat, 
But wouldn't wash a dish all day- 

You might be sure of that. (Do you?) 
She wouldn't even make her bed, 

Nor scrub or mop the floor, 
She'd rather play with little Tad, 

The boy who lived next door. (Would you?) 
She'd eat the jam and pie and cake, 

To 'Movie" she would go, 
But wouldn't mend her stocking heels- 

Not even mend the toe. (Do you?) 
She wouldn't carry kindling wood 

To make the kitchen fire, 
She'd rather play in sand and dirt 

And make mud pies with mire. (Would you) 
Such naughty children are not nice 

Although they may be dress'd 
In silken gowns of highest price, 

Or satins of the best. (What think you?) 
The way to do is, "Do your best 

In all there is to do," 
Then you'll be happy with the rest 
Who're noble, kind and true. 
(Don't you think so?) 
Resolved. 
I'll just make up my mind, I will, 

To work and do my part, 

—10— 



And strive to do my task- and fill 
My place with all my heart. (Wont you?) 



Who'll Have Me? 

I am a little jolly girl 

As jolly as can be, 
I laugh and sing the whole day long; 

From love affairs I'm free: 
I cook and sew from morn' till dusk: 

Just tell me if you can, 
The color of the hair I must 

Select for my young man? 

Chorus : 

Now who'll have me? 

Don't in a hurry be; 

I'll let you see 
I'll be a loving wife, 
Be loyal all my life 
Be loyal all my life 

As wives should be: 

Your wink young man, I see, 

Will YOU have ME? 

I'm sixteen past, my hair's in curl, 

My lips are rosy red, 
Just ready to be kiss'd, you know, 

The day that we are wed. 
Now say young man, here is your chance, 

I'm sweet as sweet can be, 
You've got to get a move on you 

If YOU get ME. 

—11— 



When Gertie Comes to Town 

You bet, we'll have a jolly time 

When Gertie comes to town; 
The "cads" will spend their lonely dime, 

When Gertie "hits the town; 
They'll buy the ice cream, nuts and cake, 
Go beating out upon the lake, 
They'll listen to her music "great", 

She'll captivate the town. 

Chorus : 

Then fill your pockets full of toys: 
She'll fill your hearts chuck full of joys 
Put on your smartest Sunday clothes, 
Mist, rain, or hail- or wild wind blows, 
Brush up your hair and wipe your nose 
For Gertie has the town. 

She dances like a Fairy Queen, 
This Gertie girlie mine, 
The fairest creature ever seen, 

Is darling Gertie mine: 
She dances Lame Duck, Turkey Trot, 
Cuts "Pigeon Wing" and gay Fox Trot; 
She's just a "Johnny-on-the Spot," 

Is Gertie, dearie mine. 

Now all you Guys, be very wise, 
And don't go making "Goo-goo eyes", 
She'll biff you one jolt on the chin, 
She's "nervy" and she's got the "vim", 
She's A, Plus One in every "Gym"- 
Fm glad that she is mine. 

—12— 



Bill's a Button Short. 

I don't know what the people mean, 

They seem so full of fun; 
All eyes turn on me as they scream, 

And shout, and then they run 
Away from me as if I were 

A leper of some sort. 
I wonder what they're meaning by, 

"Bill, you're A Button Short." 

Chorus: 

Oh! Billy you're a button short 

Is sort of friendly greet' 
You hear it at the Club or Ball 

Or in the crowded street; 
It seems to furnish lots of fun 

To all who take a part; 
They look at me so queer, then run 

Saying, "Bill's A Button Short." 

I went to Pincock Springs one day 

To take a little swim 
And all I heard that summer day 

Was this, (and then they'd grin), 
Why Billy dear, what brings you here? 

You're sure a reg'lar sport, 
That is, you would be, if you wer'n't 

'A Golden Button Short." 

Oh! Billy you're a button short 

Is all the rage in town; 
'Tis used by ladies, and the sports 

Of great, or no renown. 
If you are walking through the street 

—13— 



And from a friend should part 
Don't be alarmed if he should yell 
"Bill, you're A Button Short'*. 



Life 



A little girl sat in her chair one day 

Rocking her doll to sleep, 

"I'll be a fine lady some day," she said, 
"With a house so grand to cover my head," 
"And a nice young man I am sure to wed," 
"And a Crown of Gold to put on my head," 

"With never a trouble to mar my way" 
"Or make me weep." 

A little boy sat on a log one day 
Whiling his time away: 
"If I was a man, and big and strong," 
"I'd struggle and toil the whole day long-" 
"I'd get me a wife to help me along"; 
"She'd rock the babe while singing this song," 
"Please little baby, don't cry so I pray" 
"Mama'll not run away." 

A Fair Lady sat in her chariot gay, 
Dress'd in her finest gown; 
"My footmen ana maids will come at my bid" ; 
"I've couches of down; a crown for my head"; 
"My husband's a King!" then her face she hid, 
While down in her pillows she gently slid. 
Her Lady-in-Waiting heard her say, 
"Forgive ! Forgive ! ! My own ! ! !" 

A Nobleman sat on his "Charger Grey," 
Dreaming the hours away. 
On his vast estates he cast a proud look; 
"I've millions of gold stored safe in my book 

—14— 



"To whom shall I leave it when I am took?" 
He sadly sought a quiet nook 
And these were the words he was heard to say, 
"My soul is lost today." 

A white haired woman sat weeping one day; 
Her face had lost its bloom; 
Her features showed sorrow in every line; 
She dreamed of the days when all was sunshine, 
When the skies were clear and the weather fine; 
When the world was gay and her joy sublime. 
As she wept sad tears, Time bore her away 
To his pittiless home. 

A grizzled old man in his chair one day 
Sat brooding his life away: 
He thought of the days long gone, we are told, 
When Power and Pomp were all bought with gold; 
When Liberty, Happiness, Life was sold; 
With no thought of the time of growing old; 
Grim Death with his scythe came along that day 
And claimed him for his pay. 



Great God! attend me as I call 

On Thee in time of need, 
Give strength unto my weary soul 
That I may run with speed. 



Think no evil as you go 

About from place to place, 

For if you do you only sow 
Deep lines upon your face. 



The finest gold is found in dirt, 
But virtue rarely in a flirt. 



—15— 



Fidelity. 

"Nay! entreat me not to leave thee," 

Thy love to me is more 
Than pearls from India's richest sea 

Or Africa's golden shore; 
Thy people are my people too; 

Thy God and mine are one; 
The "blood of Moab will be true 

Until the race is won." 
Thy bones may bleach on arid plains, 

Mine shall lie beside them 
Until the Great God shall again 

Breathe new life in-to them. 
Such confidence and faith here shown 

By Ruth of blessed fame 
Is seldom seen, or rarely known 
'Mongst those who bear her name. 



My son rose early in the morn 
To breathe pure Ozone air: 

He goes to rest at "candle light," 
Such deeds are very rare. 



What the Doctor Says: 

When Berries are sour, put sugar on them, 
Whep Pickles are sour, throw them away. 



"Live not to eat, but eat to live,' 
Is good advice to give: 

But if you live to eat- you give 
Advice as through a seive. 



Play not with soot, it stains. 
Good habits show good brains. 

—16— 



I Earn My Own Reward 

If my life has been both pure and clean 

And I've lived the best I can 
And lent a hand wherever I've been 

To soothe the sorrows of man 
And ease his pain and lighten the load 

His back was too weak to bear 
I need not fear as the time draws near 

For the journey "Over There." 

If I help the weak with "Deeds" of cheer 

Assist him to travel on 
I need not harbor the slightest fear 

Of a future further on. 
My reward is won by "Deeds I've done" 

When call for help came my way 
So I hav3 no fear as time draws near 

To start on the "Endless Day." 

I've not lived a life of spotless tread 

But perhaps I've done my best; 
I'll trust all to Him who loveth all 

And plead for the Final Rest; 
For whether I've lived in "Halls of Fame." 

Or hid in the "Dens of Sin" 
I know I have earned my own reward 

When "The Books" are handed in. 



# 



—17— 



BUSINESS DIRECTORY OF REXBURG. 

First National Bank Main St. 

Rexburg State Bank, College Ave. & Main 

Farmers & Merchants Bank Main St. 

Eccles Hotel, New Modern, College Ave. 

Idaho Hotel, Captain Homer, Prop Main St. 

St. John's Hotel, Modern, Main St. 

Madison Co. Cafe (Tables for Ladies), Main St. 

Palace Cafe (Tables for Ladies) Main St. 

The Grill, Main St. 

Quick Lunch Main St. 

Idaho Cafe College Ave. 

Edlefsen & Son, Garage, E. Main St. 

Central Garage, Carlson Ave. 

Yellowstone Garage, Firestone Tires, Main St. 

California Garage College Ave. 

Hart-Ellsworth Auto Co., Automobiles, College Ave. 
John J. Walters Auto Co., ...1st South & College Ave. 

Hy. Poole, Auto Oils and Gasoline, Depot 

E. H. Thornton, Battery Station Main St. 

Tire Service Co., Carlson Ave. 

Sandstrom Tire & Rubber Co Main St. 

Poole Motor Co. Ford Cars, Everything for the Ford 

J. G. Winter Transfer Co Carlson Ave. 

P. Anderegg, Auto tops, & Upholstering,.. E Main St. 

Wm. Bell, Blacksmith, General Work, Main St. 

J- Brenner, Blacksmith, Repairs, Main St. 

Child's Variety Store, Main St. 

Miss Olive Dudley, Art Shop, College Ave. 

H. Flamm Co., Department Store, Main St- 

J. L. Ballif & Sons, Ladies, Gents Clothing, College A. 

Rowles-Mack Co., Gents Clothing, College Ave. 

Liberty Co., Clothing, Main St. 

J. C. Penney, Co. (197 Busy Stores) Main St. 

J. Smuin & Son, (Grocer, Fruits,) Main St. 

Skaggs Stores Co., Money Saving Cash Stores. " 

T. Jeo Co., Groceries etc. College Ave. 

United Merc. Co., Fruit, Groc, Produce, College Ave. 

Rex Fruit Stand, Phone No. 146, Main St. 

Farmers Mill & Elevator Co Depot 

Inter-Ocean Elevator Co., W. F. Toller, Mgr Depot 

Utah Power & Light Company Main St. 

Club Billiard Hall, J. E. Winzler, prop Main St. 

Columbia Theatre, Good Programs, Main St. 

Dr. Wm. B. Kennedy, Optometrist, College Ave. 



Widsteen, Jeweler & Optician College Ave. 

C. R. Leineger, Jeweler, College Ave. 

H. Wclfensperger, Jeweler, Main St. 

Nobby Millinery (Mrs. Squires) E. Main St. 

Woman's Smart Shop College Ave. 

Up-to-Date Millinery Co College Ave. 

Wright's Meat Market, (Fruits) .', Main St. 

City Meat Market, Skelton Bros., props...... College A. 

F. Gruber's Meat & Provision Co Main St. 

Farmers Implement Co E. Main St. 

Farmers Equity, (Implements) Carlson Ave. 

Consolidated Wagon & Machine Co Main St. 

Studebaker Co., Vehicles, Harness, Main St. 

Graham-Ecyle Hardware Co- Main St. 

P. O. Thompson, Heating, Plumbing, Main St. 

A. E. Carlson, Plumbing, Heating, Center St. 

H. L. Jacques, Harness maker, Main St. 

H. Lenroot, Saddle & Harness Main St. 

Kexburg Drug Co. (Rexall) Main St. 

Bigler Pharmacy, Prescriptions, Cor. College & Main 

The Star Drug Company, Main St. 

H. Rands Confectionery, Main St. 

Bluebell Confectionery, Main St. 

Royal Bakery, Main St. 

A. W. Nichols, Vererinarian, Rexburg. 

Wilson & Wilson, Mason Contractors, Rexburg 

R. A. Blaser, Cement Contractor, Rexburg 

National Park Lumber Co Main St. 

Jacobs Lumber Co South 1st National Bank 

J. R. Young Furniture Co., Main St. 

Rexburg Furniture Co., (Undertakng)... .College Ave. 
C. V. Hansen, Sign Painter & Decorator ....Main St. 

Anderson Photo Co., Enlargements, E. Main St. 

White Sewing Macliine Main St. 

Larsen Music Co., Sheet Music, ...Main St. 

C. W. Poole, Attorney Over 1st Nat'l Bank 

Rexburg Realty Co., Loans, Insurance Main St. 

Corey & Hegsted, Real Estate, 1st East St. 

Hyrum Ricks & Co. Real Estate,, ....Opp. Postoffice 

C. J. Upham, Real Estate >Loans, College Ave. 

R. J. Comstock, Real Estate Loans, National Bank 

Thatcher Realty Co., Insurance, Main St. 

S. P. Oldham, Abstracts, Notary Public, .... Rexburg 

N. H. Hallstrom, Coal, by Freight Depot 

Eagle Shoe Shop, O. S. Lee, prop Main St. 

Rexburg Standard Publishing Co 1st East St. 

Rexburg Journal, Stationery, Printing,.. College Ave. 



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